As Lohbado paused to cross a wooden bridge over the canal, he gazed down at scum formations on the water. The beauty of the line, texture and colour looked like an abstract expressionist painting from the late 1950ies. He took a few photos. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. A man commented on how it would be terrible to fall into such scummy water, but then he also noticed the layers of colour and form.
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